(Daily life based on an old saying, a small town in the south of the Yangtze River where ordinary people + Shuang Jie + indigenous people strive to make a fortune, no time travel, no rebirth, the sweet life of a little daughter-in-law who borrows a son to guard the house)
What's going on?
Seeking death, who? Her?
When Qin Ye didn't respond, he was seeking death. He babbled about what the villagers had said to his mother.
"Ms. An, I know your life is not easy, but you can't commit suicide."
"If you are in trouble, tell us and everyone can help, and you will be able to get on with your life."
The man's voice was very pleasant, like the sound of Dad hitting iron tools and stones, crisp, powerful, and with a reassuring rhythm.
An Ge stared blankly at the man's resolute face, and quietly released his hand from the arrow in his sleeve.
"I want a baby, can you help me?"
Qin Ye's sharp eyes instantly glazed over, and he was at a loss as he looked into the woman's passionate eyes filled with autumn water.
"You... What did you say?"
Living alone in the mountains, living in seclusion and simplicity, he is close to the county. It takes three days to walk on the main road and only one day to cross the mountain. It is not far or near. The important thing is that he still has a healthy body that is good for fertility.
An Ge watched Qin Ye repeat his words firmly: "You said, if you have any difficulty, tell me, I need a child, can you help me?"
